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Really?

Am I real,

Are you real,

Are we real,

Is it real,

 

Can I feel?

Do you feel?

Can we feel?

Does it feel?

 

Is the sky really sunny?

Is the water really running?

Is the wind really whistling?

Is the sun really blistering?

 

Are we products

Of a conduct

That relinquishers

Are fond of,

 

Are we subjects

To a subject

Where the solution

Is reject,

 

Are we fools

To a tool

That doesn’t know

It’s being used,

 

Are we falling

For a faux

That’s already been

Exposed,

 

And do we really know

 

What’s real?

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Written by
Arii_Does_ARTZZZ
Published
Aug 5, 2025
Lines·Words
30·95
Notes

What is reality when it can be generated by a robot and a prompt?

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#ai#artificialintelligence#reality#confusion#fake#unreal#manmade
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